Article by Michael Luchies
Detroit Lions hear my cry, Will you win a Super Bowl before I die?
Sundays I weep, yell, and sigh, And still for some reason season tickets I buy
You raise your prices but not your wins, Fans fear the worse before the season begins
Millen receives a raise for all of his sins, We still lose to giants, cowboys, and even Redskins
Our greatest player is a kicker, Hanson gives us hope although only a flicker
What we would give for a quaterback or interception picker, Instead lets draft a flop and make fans sicker
In my third year I sit in the 7th row, Enjoy a good game before we then blow
when we should pass we run and when we should run we throw, Sometimes the team I wish would not show
All the bad times and nine dollar beers, instead of cheering the fans only jeer
Why do I buy these is all that I hear, While I stash all my cash when August comes near
We'll show 'em next year is what I say, And continue to pay to watch my team play
They turn my hair grey and tempt me to pray, for a 9 win season and a playoff display
Detroit Lions hear my cry, Will you win a Super Bowl before I die?
Sundays I weep, yell, and sigh, And still for some reason season tickets I buy
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